...running the course God sets before us, no matter the cost, no matter the task, to the end, for His glory

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Thursday, June 7, 2012

Life is Messy

The end of the school year and the beginning of summer.....makes life a little crazy. So here is one from the vault!

I love neat, and organized, and color coordinated, and plastic containers, and labels.

I love for everything to have a place and to be in that place.

I
love to open the drawer and have the scissors right where they belong.
I love for my file cabinets to have neat, alphabetical files with
everything in them, preferably in chronological order.

I love to have a schedule to my day, my week, and my year.

And this is just how things are.....on the planet of "How Things Should Be".

But not in my house.

I
can always envision it, and draw up lists to get there, and plan on
days to accomplish it, but it just doesn't happen at my address.

It
is sort of like when I sing. I love harmonies. I hear them in my
head. But somewhere between my brain and my vocal cords the note
changes or gets translated or altered or something... because when it
comes out, it is not harmony...it is usually the opposite. When I manage to
actually hit a good alto harmonious note it just gives me a thrill and
sends shivers down my spine. And when I stand next to someone who sings
perfect harmonies it both blesses me ... and condemns me. Why can't I
do that, I wonder?

It is the same
feeling I have when I walk into someone's home which actually looks
like they live on the planet of "How Things Should Be". It gives me a
thrill just to look around and see that it is possible and it condemns
me as I ask myself, why can't I do this?

2 Corinthians warns us in 10:12: ...but when they measure themselves by themselves, and compare themselves with themselves, they are without understanding.

This
Scripture actually refers to boasting and feeling pride as we compare
ourselves. I personally don't deal with the temptation to boast all
that often. I am pretty sure that almost everybody else has figured
this thing out better than I have. I am, through being so aware of my
weaknesses and failings, so incredibly grateful of the grace and mercy
of God, because otherwise I would be sunk.

My comparing however brings about other sins, and they are ones I see in many women. Discouragement. Dissatisfaction. Regret. Self-condemnation. Weariness.

And in reality, ingratitude. So, while I am grateful for His grace and mercy, I am not grateful for what He has allotted to me.

My
looking at others' strengths and letting them magnify my weaknesses,
makes me ungrateful for how and what God has created and given to me. I
am an idea person who starts projects before the last one is finished.
I hate waste and therefore don't want to get rid of things that might
be needed later. I am a Mom of a large family of varied and talented
kids that are involved in projects and activities that require stuff and
driving and traveling and equipment. I am a wife to a man with
qualities and talents that have brought opportunities and requirements
into our lives that necessitate me to stretch. I am a homeschooler who
has a school library, computer lab, and various and a sundry other
supplies to corral.

In short, my
life and my abilities, and my weaknesses do not fit in a closet filled
with Rubbermaid that has been attacked by a label maker.

This
weekend I had a lesson in the fact that life is messy. We were staying
with sweet family who put us up while we went to a Speech tournament.
Their house looks perfectly clean- smooth counters, no piles, no dust.

And when we would come home at night between 9 and 10 they would already be asleep, with their house in order.

I on the other hand had made a mad dash out of my house (leaving it a mess), on very little sleep,
trying to get everything ready for what I was leaving behind and where
I was going. We had been going to bed late and getting up early.

At
least twice during the weekend, when I thought I was feeling great and
even smiling, someone would ask me, "Are you all right? You looked so
tired!"

Great.

I didn't think I looked bad, and I looked bad.

What do I look like when I know I look bad?

I
was already feeling the condemnation rolling over me as I left their
neat, well-rested house this morning....late by the way....to rush off
to our next activity, when life got even messier. Some minor mess ups,
some accidents, some irritations, some miscommunications.

No reason to go into specifics.

Suffice it to say, life is messy.

Life is messy.

And I was discouraged.

Alright,
I am still a little discouraged. But that is why I felt the need to
write about this. Because I don't think I am supposed to be.

I
don't think I am supposed to let the weight of the world rest on my
shoulders, but rather let the One who placed the world on its
foundations carry the weight.

I don't think I am supposed to be overcome, but rather rest in the arms of the Overcomer.

And I don't think I am supposed to be surprised that life is messy!

So if it is a fact that my life is messy, what will my response be?

Will I sit back in my condemnation chair, singing "Nobody Knows the Troubles I've Seen"?

Will I give up and become bitter and angry?

Will I decide it is just not worth it and live for myself alone?

no. No. NO.

2 Corinthians goes on to say in 10:13: But we will not boast beyond our measure, but within the measure of the sphere which God apportioned (assigned is another translation) to us as a measure to reach...

If
the God of the Universe has assigned me a messy, non-containable,
unorganizable, full to overflowing life, then I had better stay within
the "measure of the sphere He apportioned" and quit looking at other
spheres to determine how I am doing. And I had better stop looking at
the sphere of the planet of "How Things Should Be."

And I had better start praising Him and start being grateful for all He has given me.

Praise
God for these messy days. These messy, accident prone, question
provoking days. These days that keep me leaning on the Everlasting
Arms.

These days, that confirm in my heart, that even if I wanted to boast, I have nothing to boast in.

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I am a Christ-loving, family-building, home-schooling, continually-learning daughter of the King. I have been married 27 years to my Man who, like me, loves to travel and to watch documentaries and to eat at local, unique restaurants. In other ways we are very different, but that just makes things exciting. I have 7 children: 3 boys and 4 girls. Teaching, studying, going to the library, and learning thrill the inner part of me. But laughing, entertaining, decorating, creating, gardening, camping, and chatting long into the night makes the other part of me happy. I tend to think in analogies and so...I started this blog: so I would have some place to "off-load" some the word pictures that pop unbidden into my mind. I hope you enjoy it!